'𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐎 𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓

𝟏𝟐'

𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋.
𝘏𝘖𝘜𝘚𝘛𝘖𝘕 , 𝟴:𝟯𝟴 𝗔𝗠.

TWO DAYS LATER, trey was walking down the hallway with his air pods in and his hands in his sweat pants. His white sweatpants. He had on a white sweatshirt, and everything. His music was blasting while he was thinking about three things.

One was the fact he visited lamar today, to give him all the money he made over the last couple of weeks because of his deals, and all the fights he had. Like usual.

He was visiting his mother today, a quick one, but visiting non the less. He already paid her bills this month, so all he had to do was visit her, and see how she'll look the exact same. She always does.

Trey wasn't lying when he said he lost all hope a long time ago. But, wasn't lying when he said he always had to see her at the same time.

And three, the fact that he can't seem to look away from julian and this one nigga that seemed to like to get on his nerves. Deme- something. Trey didn't know his name, nor did he care enough to learn it. He just knows, with the way they're talking at the moment they aren't that particular happy to see each other.

He tried to walk away, trying to honor what he said about two days ago. With the fact he helped julian out once again, and that there was no need to deal with each other anymore because they were even. That and trey didn't like being around people for long. Especially somebody like julian. But his brown eyes simply couldn't look away this time.

He was able to ignore him before. A whole month at that because he wasn't important to trey, yet this time his eyes were dead set on him. Not breaking away from julian's body, or the scene in front of him.

Trey didn't know what was up with him lately, but julian seemed to be the center of it and it was started to piss him clean off.

Before julian came around, he never tried to help anybody out. He never got even with anybody because he never cared enough too. But, it's like trey's body jumps to do something before his brain can realize what it's doing when it came to him.

"Demetri," Julian started. So that was his name? "Are you doing all of this because makai, nor rayjay... hell not even devon is around us right now?"

"Nah, I'd do the same if they were around. They know how much Ion like yo' ass."

Julian rolled his eyes, trey could see how fed up he was getting. Which trey didn't understand because julian seemed like the type to let people walk all over him.

"Don't like me for what? I haven't done anything to you. So can you please move? We have class, and now I'm late."

He tried to walk away, but this demetri nigga grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back into the locker. He held them there, forcing him not to move.